13 Purge The World

"Muggles believe they are so much more evolved than before...more civilized...but when you turn on the news, what do you see? You find people climbing walls, people throwing flames in the streets, officers pointing guns at those who they're meant to protect!! The Muggle World is not evolved!! They're no better than their ancestors...they scream, yell, and destroy when things don't go exactly how they planned...soon, they will turn to us...they will see the Wizarding World as their enemies and they will hunt us down...when that happens, we will be ready...Join Us!!!"

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Duncan woke up in a cold sweat, glancing around he saw that everyone else was asleep aside from...Arthur

"Bad Dream?" Arthur asked, petting a black cat with green eyes on his lap. "I think..." Duncan stopped himself mid-sentence and looked out the window at the forest in the distance, he believes those people have somehow invaded his dreams.

"It's strange...I heard a voice in my head...and as they explained it all to me, I kept seeing images flash by...images depicting warfare" Duncan explained. "...Well..." Arthur stood up, tossing the cat onto the bed as he approached Duncan, patting him and squeezing his shoulder, "...Just Follow your guts" Arthur said with a strangely hollow smile, before returning to his bed and lying back down.

Duncan slowly nodded in response, knowing his gut is telling him to go back out there and meet with those Hubris Academy fellows. Duncan grabbed his cloak and snuck out of the Slytherin Common Room, silently walking down the halls. He suddenly stopped as two drones were coming right towards him. Duncan jumped into a nearby classroom and had just narrowly avoided being sighted by the drones. "Oh god" he sighed, sneaking out again and tip-toeing through the corridor, he was just about to reach the bridge when he heard some guards approaching. He slid under a nearby bench and used the darkness as cover.

"So then, my mother walked in and found me knees deep into that bloke" one guard said, "oh shite, that must've be humiliating" the other guard groaned, "Oh yes, I received a nasty shoe to the face..." they soon walked past and when they were at a safe distance, Duncan crawled out and quickly made his way past the bridge, sprinting towards Hagrid's old hut.

Duncan returned to the Forbidden Forest, following the trail of trinkets before an echoing howl stopped him in his tracks. Once again the wolves revealed themselves, surrounding Duncan as a single Death-Eater walked out of the darkness. "...I am assuming you've made up your mind..." The Death Eater lent his hand out towards Duncan. The boy looked down, unsure of whether this was the right call or not, he still remembered the incident with the rat. But then, images of Greg flashed by, he remembered the torment he suffered by the boy,"...Teach me your ways" Duncan said, finally making up his mind as he took the Death Eater's hand, and they both disappeared into a puff of black smoke.